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reem da illist - up¡ now! lyrics

yea
heartbreak kid on the track

[chorus:]

i need to get a bag
i need the quick cash
they said i fell on my -ss
i’m ’bout to make me real mad
hop in a private jet
the sky is the limit to flex
i am the hottest youngin’ in the game
n-gga, i am up next, (yuh)

[verse 1:]

all these demons in my head told me dont f-ck wit’ these lames
and yeah i took me out the picture
they steady playing games
i’m feelin’ insane, no frankenstein, won’t loose my mind
try to rewind, my present time
i’m up in the sky
told em that i’m up now
see ya b-tch, she wan f-ck now
want me to give her givenchy, versace
to buss down
i’m bussing the check and yall know when i’m spitting these flows so fast
i’m the best
b-tch i am up next and a n-gga competing wit’ these rappers like a contest
i’m not afraid to make a diss, tell me if you want it
i’ll put so much punchlines and metaphors to have you running
u won’t see me coming
the semi-automatic be bussing
like a rollie
talking crazy out ya neck
my dogs, my k!llas will meet you out back
(gunshot)
i just been working so hard
i can’t even ‘member the hits that i made
goin over to ma dad crib, writing lyrics
i was throwing shade, (yea)
throw the money in they face
i really don’t give a f-ck
i’m riding shotty wit’ da gang, b-tch
imma just go live it up
ballin’ like roddy
i’m shooting these shots like i’m curry
get so much hype like i’m lebron
yea stupid b-tch, i’m the one
it’s reem da illist
puttin’ commas in the stats of my music
i love to do this
introduce it like a pollution, (yea woah)

[chorus:]

i need to get a bag, (yea)
i need the quick cash, (the money)
they said i fell on my -ss, (sh-t)
i’m ’bout to make me real mad, (f-ck em)
hop in a private jet, (fly)
the sky is the limit to flex, (bye)
i am the hottest youngin’ in the game, (yea yea)
n-gga, i am up next, (yea)
(2x)

[verse 2 – kamrin houser:]

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